I brought my boyfriend home yesterday.

I brought my boyfriend home yesterday. I don't think he's ever been happier to be in my lap. 😂😂😂

As of today we have all 10 cats moved in. We still need to get Koopa (horned lizard) and Anansi (tarantula) moved, plus Cubba and Rose. We're working on it. I just want everything / everyone moved into the sun room before we get the dogs. I would hate to have to go through the gate and battle them to the doorway while carrying critters, or even things. I'm already struggling as it is.

We got a lot done last night, but both of my guys injured me yesterday. Shaun was trying to lay my back seats flat so he could fit more stuff in my car. In the spirit of being helpful I pulled the release so that the seat would fold. Fun fact: the release lives in the crack between the butt part and the back part of the seat. While I was pulling the release he slammed the seat forward to fold it. That would have sucked less had the seat next to it not already been folded down. Alas, it had and my elbow was resting on it. So when Shaun slammed the seat forward it put a lot of pressure on my elbow in the wrong direction. I rarely exclaim in pain, but I did that time.

Later last night I was showing Scar around the house and he was nervous. I take responsibility for not being more thoughtful of his needs. I opened a door and it made a loud sound. He freaked out to flee and in the midst of that scratched me pretty deep above my right eyebrow. Hilarious, considering this is a week I'd planned to have pictures made. 😂😂😂

A fun thing that happened today was that Ashanti (cat) decided to sneak out of the screen door that has problems closing. We ordered parts to repair it yesterday, but they won't arrive until tomorrow. Our cats are strictly indoor cats. We would like to get them a catio so that they can get fresh air, but that's a "let Blu get a job first" typa task. 😂 Back to the story:  I went out to get Ash and she was like "Fine, ok." But then we couldn't find Adrian (also a cat). Shaun and I both looked for like, an hour. We couldn't find her anywhere. Not in the cabinets, not on top of the fridge, not under the couches, not in the closets. We even looked outside although we didn't think it was possible she got out. Since we had stuff to do, we eventually decided to go do it. When we got home she was sleeping on the couch. We still have no idea where she was hiding, but we're glad she's accounted for. I was REALLY worried.

Anyway, we've been moving stuff all day and are pretty exhausted. I'm definitely going to be feeling it tomorrow. Well, I need to get off the internet (and also my butt) because I have a long list of things to do. Nothing urgent, but disorder gets to me mentally and I just need to handle it for my own sake. I hope you all are doing well! ❤️